Vian: The Forgotten Hero.
Vian awoke. Drowzy, he sat up and rubbed his eyes. It seemed that he had passed out on the sofa in the usual spot yet again. He yawned and stood, noticing how bright it was outside through the vent in the cieling. He sighed and adjusted his sunglasses, pushing the curtain out of his way and leaving the usual spot. It seemes that Hanyer and the others were nowhere to be found. Of course; they were always running about the town, getting in trouble. Not like he had any room to talk. If he hadn't been sleeping, he would probably have been with them.
Vian walked with his hands in his pockets throught the surprisingly empty streets of Twilight Town. He furrowed his brow.
"Must be a lazy day," he muttered to himself. He continued to stroll around, not finding much of interest.
That is, until he turned a corner and saw two people; Noa Furywing, the girl he had secretly been crushing on, and another unfamiliar figure with whom she was talking. He watched the two, curious as to what was going on. He was standing there like an idiot, not knowing what to say or do.